Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2018 5:21 am
Oh my god, it's Markus! Hurray!
I totally made your character maul my character's son.
Because sometimes even national leaders just want to hang out
https://forum.nationstates.net/
Malshan wrote:Well, of COURSE I'll join. It's been far too long since I've dipped my fangs into something. And lo and behold, I'm going to play a werewolf Berserker. ^_^
Player Character App (Shadow Ops Operative)
Name: Markus Lenion
Gender: Male
Age: 89
D.O.B.: October 31st, whatever-fits-age-89
Species: Werewolf
Nationality: American
Ethnicity: Norse (mostly). Some Irish.
Religion (if any): Worships Máni, and believes himself to be a descendant of Hati Hróðvitnisson.
Psychological Profile: Markus is a hunter of men. He's quiet, methodical, and diligent, born of years of hunting humans and hiding the remains of his kills and covering his tracks. Markus has never been formally educated in a human school and thus lacks knowledge about complex mechanical tools and advanced social nuances.
Why do you fight?: Food (mostly). For fun.
Defining Quote: *looking at the dead-strewn battlefield* "Such a waste."
RP Sample: Do I have to?
Malshan wrote:Malshan wrote:Well, of COURSE I'll join. It's been far too long since I've dipped my fangs into something. And lo and behold, I'm going to play a werewolf Berserker. ^_^
Player Character App (Shadow Ops Operative)
Name: Markus Lenion
Gender: Male
Age: 89
D.O.B.: October 31st, whatever-fits-age-89
Species: Werewolf
Nationality: American
Ethnicity: Norse (mostly). Some Irish.
Religion (if any): Worships Máni, and believes himself to be a descendant of Hati Hróðvitnisson.
Psychological Profile: Markus is a hunter of men. He's quiet, methodical, and diligent, born of years of hunting humans and hiding the remains of his kills and covering his tracks. Markus has never been formally educated in a human school and thus lacks knowledge about complex mechanical tools and advanced social nuances.
Why do you fight?: Food (mostly). For fun.
Defining Quote: *looking at the dead-strewn battlefield* "Such a waste."
RP Sample: Do I have to?
Reposting my app. Might fix the human profile pic later.
Nova Urbinum wrote:Player Character App (Shadow Ops Operative)(Image)
Name: Desmond Ciarán Lynch
Gender: Male
Age: 19 years of age
D.O.B.: 14th of January, 1923
Physical description: Quite short, very thin. Doesn't have a muscular build but is very athletic.
Species (if Human, specify if Mundane, Mage, Witch, Minuteman or Esper): Mundane human
Nationality: Irish
Ethnicity: Irish
Religion (if any): Roman-Catholic
Bio: Desmond Ciarán "Dez" Lynch was born in the small village of Sallybrook, county Cork, in Southern Ireland on the 14th of January 1923. Desmond was born in the middle of the Irish civil war, and only two years after the infamous burning of Cork, in which British auxiliaries burned down the historic city centre of the biggest city in Southern Ireland. Born in this age of political turmoil in Ireland, Lynch's family had to choose a side. His father was a fervent anti-treaty Republican and member of the Irish Republican army. Tomás Lynch fought for more than a year during the Irish war of Independence, only to be killed in a roadside ditch in Upton, county Cork, on the fourth of October of 1922, during pro-treaty Free State raids near Upton, south of Corcaigh. This meant that Tomás, Desmond's father, was only four months short of Desmond's birth, and, as a result, Desmond grew up without a father.
Desmond went through a rough childhood, where he lived with his single mum, uncle, aunt, and 7 cousins on a farmstead outside of Cork. His mother was an alcoholic, and his stern uncle often had to watch over him, which was bad for Desmond, as his uncle was abusive, and often noted how he loved his own children more than Desmond. Before the nickname of "Dez" clang on, his uncle called him a "little IRA bastard", due to his father's political affiliation and Desmond's height. This name sadly became very popular among his cousins, who saw their father as a role model. Desmond found a sense of compassion with his church, whose pastor treated Desmond as a person. This connection to the local parish priest and church made him very pious, and he believed that, although his early life wasn't great, he could still worship God and Christ with the people around him. This piety made it so that Desmond didn't drink. His uncle and aunt forbade him to go to school, because they felt that that was too expensive and time-consuming, and that Desmond would learn enough working the field. Thus, Desmond did not go to school, and grew up semi-illiterate, until his cousin Mary taught him how to read.
After seventeen years of working a hard and unfruitful life, Desmond decided that he wanted to go join the military, as he wanted to feel respected by his peers and the people around him. The Irish army refused him, as they were low on funds, and there was not a dire need for recruits. He joined the British army instead, which greatly angered his family. He sailed away from port Cork on the 17th of January 1940, a mere three days after his birthday, and arrived in Camberly, county Surrey, where he went through basic training with other members of 2nd Battalion. His time there was far from easy, as the men in his company were mainly of Ulster-Scots descent. To embarass and humiliate Desmond, his platoon leader, a fierce unionist, gave Desmond the "privilege" of becoming a radioman. This was naturally difficult for Lynch, as the radio backpack was very heavy, and he was all but muscular. He did adapt to it, though, and got through basic training with a big muscles, a sturdy back, and a raging dislike of Ulstermen.
In May of 1940, Desmond's battalion was shipped out to Boulogne, to fight the Germans and to hold Calais. Fighting began on the 22nd of May, when the German 2nd Panzer division attacked the outskirts of the French city of Boulogne. Their tanks pounded the defensive works held by the Irish Guards, but Desmond wasn't in the trenches, oh no, Private Lynch sat in a shelled-out hole in a French forest outside of the city, together with two other men, when their forward position attracted fire, and both his sergeant and assisting lance corporal were killed. Lynch kept his head down, pretending to be dead, but carefully tried to radio through information by occasionally whispering into the microphone attached to his headphones when he heard large vehicles pass. Desmond's information to high command was incredibly important for the troops trying to repel the enemy attack, and this caused Desmond to be mentioned by name in a British army report about the battle of Boulogne. After German troops had passed, Desmond covered himself in dirt, and fell back to the allied lines through the thick forests, where he narrowly avoided being caught by German patrols twice. His behaviour in the field didn't earn him a promotion, as the lieutenant didn't feel that an Irishman of that age should receive chevrons, but his treatment slowly improved, and he was taken in as a member of the unit. He and his unit were succesfully evacuated from Boulogne and later Dunkirk during operation Dynamo, and he somehow managed to blend in with the other Ulster-Scots troops.
The thing that very much irritated him, though, was that there were no Catholic church services. Unhappy about his situation, and unwilling to go to hell, Lynch did something that could end his career. He visited his platoon leader and complained about the lack of any Catholic institutions near them. He expected to be fired for his "ingratitude" and "rudeness", but he was amazed to see that a Catholic chaplain was assigned to second battalion. He made good friends with father O'Doherty, but eventually had to say goodbye when the chaplain was killed in Egypt. In september of 1940, second battalion shipped out to Egypt, where they were to defend against Italian and German attacks (The Irish Guards weren't in Egypt in our timeline, but the point of divergence would be caused by staggering British casualties in Egypt). During his time there, Desmond tried to work on camouflage tactics, as that was what got him through Boulogne in France. He painted his Brodie helmet a kind of beige-yellowish colour, similar to the Dunkelgelb helmets that the Germans wore. He bought fabrics from the local egyptian populations, mostly because he didn't waste his money on liquor and gambling, and experimented with the beige-yellowish colour of his helmet and black spots. His ingenuity was spotted by an officer of the long range desert group, who commended him for his good work. His notable skills in radio broadcasting without being detected and camouflaging himself earned him a reputation among his officers in command and commanding officers, who forwarded the young Irishman to HQ, as they believed that his skills could be used elsewhere.
Lynch was reassigned to the Shadow Ops squads, elite formations that he had never heard of because they were so secretive. He went through extra commando training in late 1941 and early 1942, and is now completely ready to move out deep behind German lines and do whatever is necessary to get his pay and respect.
Psychological Profile: Desmond's rough childhood luckily manifested itself in piety and compassion, but his disdain for anything Protestant or Ulster-Scots kind of counterbalances these beliefs. His character is mostly based on his belief in God, and he could best be described as a "Catholic puritan". These terms may sound like they might be opposites, but his "Puritanism" hails from the fact that he very much dislikes sinning, and harshly judges people who drink, smoke, engage in adultery, say sinful things, etc. He's not a man of humour, as a joke could easily offend him, but he is a reliable soldier in the field. He's mentally stable, well, as mentally stable as a veteran who's seen friends of his die in the field can be. Aside from being very pious and strict, he is a bit of a dick in general, which can be seen in his pessimism, refusal to bond with anti-Catholics, protestants and soldiers that sin, and his reluctancy to fully trust the British, a people that he often critiques openly.
Why do you fight?: Desmond fights to get paid and to receive respect from his peers.
Defining Quote: "You're laughing at my smock now, but you won't be laughing once you catch a bullet in your leg and I get out unscathed."
RP Sample: A historical Kaiserreich RP
A WW1-styled RP
Vrijstaat Limburg wrote:Hey, I posted an app about a year ago, and I was wondering whether I could still join up with another character? Do you guys still have some space left? (:
Cylarn wrote:Agritum wrote:Kind of. What was it?
viewtopic.php?p=33858941#p33858941
I think this is it.
Vrijstaat Limburg wrote:
Oh, that app was incredibly bad. I've very much grown over the last year, and wondered whether I could make a new, better application? Maybe there's some characters / positions that you still need covered?